Chapter 238: Cultivation is useless

After the sudden flying golden palm defeated Mrs. Qiu Yan's palm, the rest of the situation did not decline. **, broke her bodyguard Yunxia, went straight to the three-inch place in front of Mrs. Qiuyan, and then stopped, and then suddenly disappeared.

Mrs. Qiu Yan seemed to be stunned. Her face was pale, but her figure stepped back a few steps.

Shen Chong's face also changed in vain. The breath brought by this golden palm is so familiar. This familiarity has nothing to do with the strength of cultivation, but a kind of family affection whose blood is thicker than water.

It's my father! Shen Chong wanted to shout, but found that he had been locked by a breath and could not call out.

"Well, as I said, Nanyan has no place for you anymore." The majestic voice sounded from the void, and another golden palm flew out. There was no amazing sound, not even a trace of waves, but no one doubted that the power contained in that palm was enough to destroy a city and collapse a high mountain. Shen Chong had been locked in his breath. His heart was like dead ashes, and he was even too lazy to hide. I watched the palm hit my chest.

The overwhelming momentum poured in, and the chest seemed to explode. The internal organs had been shifted. Shen Chong was seriously injured. How could he withstand this palm? He was suddenly blown away, and the blood was scattered all the way, which looked shocking.

This palm wandered through the eight veins of the strange meridians, closed all the acupuncture points one by one in a strange way, and collided with the source of the newly burning soul. Shen Chong only felt that his body was overturned, and every blood vessel burst open. His skin was red, and his mana suddenly began to be lax. Dantian seemed to have been smashed. Generally, the nine seas of atmosphere have stopped rotating and began to collapse. The severe pain swam through the whole body, and they couldn't even scream. Shen Chong's consciousness also began to blur, and his eyes were dark, and he had fainted.

But because the mana veins were sealed, the fire of the soul that had not yet been completely burned was gradually extinguished. In a daze, only Mrs. Qiu Yan's angry scolding was heard, and I also saw three groups of flames that had fallen down were picked up by a golden big hand.

At the moment when Shen Chong was thrown away, Mrs. Qiu Yan roared gently, and a large area of clouds flew out, and then more golden palms fell in the void, and the breath was staggered and vibrating.

After successive shocks, the smoke was permeated, and the golden clouds were scattered. The unknown peaks that Shen Chong had just competed with Mrs. Qiu Yan had been buried deep in the ground. A hundred miles radius of land was looted by hurricanes, thunder and lightning, and there was desolation everywhere. Fortunately, this place is barren and there is no large-scale killing.

In the void, one of them was Mrs. Qiu Yan. At this time, her chest fluctuated and her face was much pale. Her temples were high, but her clothes were a little messy. Although she was still so tall, there was an unconcealable anger in her eyes.

The man opposite her was dressed in a Confucian suit, with long hair floating casually on his shoulders. His dark eyes were shining, holding a scroll, like walking in the leisurely court, and his expression was extremely comfortable. It seemed that this confrontation did not affect him at all. It was Murong Tuo, the king of Nanyanning.

Just now, the two of them fought a few tricks, and it was obvious that Mrs. Qiu Yan was at a downfall.

After a moment of facing each other, Mrs. Qiu Yan finally said, "I really didn't see the wrong person. I didn't expect you to surpass me so soon."

"Actually, I have surpassed you for a long time, but you have always refused to admit it." Murong Tuo closed the book in his hand, and a light flashed out of his palm, and took the book back.

"I didn't know what the real body of your magic weapon was before. Now I see the little evil beast Jiuzhou Zhibao, and now I understand." Mrs. Qiu Yan sighed: "Jiuzhou's luck, your father and son account for nearly half. Is this Taoist book an Imlong Sword or a Seven Treasures Futu Tower?"

Murong Tuo looked indifferent, and the light in the palm of his hand turned into a virtual shadow of a long sword without a handle. This long sword seized the creation of heaven and earth. It could not be produced, and there was no fluctuation of vitality, like a mortal thing, but Mrs. Qiu Yan's face changed.

"The Immormal Sword is really like this. Jiuzhou is the most precious treasure, and the luck is connected. No wonder you can sense the danger of that little evil beast."

"Enough," Murong Tuo raised his eyebrows and said angrily, "He has my blood. You are a little evil beast, where are you going to put me!"

Mrs. Qiu Yan also said angrily, "This son should not have been born in the world. I have endured their mother and son for 20 years. Moreover, now you have broken the agreement of that year first. This son not only stepped into the land of Nanyan, but also has such a profound cultivation. I will never raise a tiger."

Murong Tuo's eyes were like electricity, and he said in a low voice, "Since I have taken action, you should understand what I mean. If you don't trust his cultivation, I sealed his veins and veins. You said that his luck was too deep, so I took the Jiuzhou treasure on him. This matter is over. If he will set foot in Nanyan in the future, I don't need you. If you take action, I won't keep him, but if you chase him outside Nanyan, don't blame me for ignoring the relationship between husband and wife for many years.

Mrs. Qiu Yan's face was uncertain, and she finally suppressed her anger: "Even if I let him go, the brothers in the sect will not let him go. Moreover, the guard of the imperial city also noticed him, and where can he hide?"

"I have my own opinion on this matter. Don't forget that in three years, I will fight against the current suzerain of the Shinto sect in Tianshan. If he really dares to fight, I don't mind killing a few patriarchs. As for the matter of Shenwei, it's not your turn to worry about it." Murong Tuo waved his arm, and there was a murderous intention on his face.

"Well, if you can really kill this suzerain, I naturally have nothing to say, but I'm afraid your strength is still worse than the front line." Mrs. Qiu Yan said coldly.

The five halls of the Shinto sect are not harmonious inside. Mrs. Qiu Yan is the elder of the Rain Temple, and the previous suzerain Lianyue Fairy was the owner of the Rain Temple, but in the competition for the suzerain half a year ago, she was defeated by the master of the Thunder Temple. The position of the suzerain changed, and many plans had to be changed.

"You don't need to interfere in this matter, and your two sons should also restrain them. I don't care how the Rain Temple and the Fire Temple fight, but don't provoke my anger." As soon as Murong Tuo turned around, he disappeared into the void.

In the five halls of the Shinto sect, the Rain Temple supports the second prince Murong Xuan, while the Fire Temple supports the eldest prince Murong Ping. In the past two years, it has become more and more fierce. It has done more than ten scenes in secret. Recently, even the royal palace has begun to fight in secret, and even a woman has begun to compete.

Mrs. Qiu Yan silently stared at the vanity of Murong Tuo's disappearance. Her heart fluctuated and her eyes were extremely complicated. "Well, Murong Tuo, I can't see through you more and more. Was it really wrong that I chose you in those years? The Changsheng Sword is the only killing in the treasure of Jiuzhou. Sharp weapon, kendo heart, can you really control it?

Suddenly, Mrs. Qiu Yan seemed to remember something: "No, with the three treasures of the little evil beast, he already has four treasures. The treasure of Jiuzhou cannot be taken, but the father and son's luck are connected, and his luck will also soar. With his mental means, if he is allowed to make a breakthrough in cultivation and survive the disaster of life and death. It is possible to become the first person in Shenzhou.

Although her husband has achieved this achievement, Mrs. Qiu Yan is not happy at all, but has deep worries. After thinking for a moment, he finally snorted coldly, broke through the void and left the mountain.

The moonlight is thick. In a small town at the junction of the Yunhu grassland and the surrounding border, there is only a table, a chair, and a bed. A lamp on the table is like a bean. Through the light, you can see a young man with a pale face lying **, his eyes closed, and a grain of sweat rolling down from his forehead. Some convulsions seem to be enduring great pain.

It has been more than ten days since she was knocked into a coma by the golden palm. Every day, a woman sends fluid porridge water to feed Shen Chong, but looking at his face, sometimes painful, sometimes twitching, and shouting several times.

The woman looked at the young man, sighed, cleaned up the dishes and went out.

Just after she went out, the candlelight on the table suddenly jumped and burst into a spark. The young man's eyelids also shook several times and slowly opened.

Shen Chong's mind was in a mess. Countless figures flashed, but they couldn't be put together, as if they had just been swept by the wind, messy, and even his memory was a little blurred.

He closed his eyes fiercely again. After a while, he stabilized his mind. He turned his eyes and looked around. The earthen wall and the roof were a little broken, and the surroundings could be said to be empty.

Where is this? Shen Chong shook his head slightly. He already remembered that he was blown out by his father's palm, but who sent himself here, and where is this place?

Shen Chong struggled to sit up, but before he raised his arm, he felt a feeling of weakness. It even took a lot of effort to move his fingers, and his veins were empty.

What's going on? Shen Chong was shocked. If it was a sharp pain, he could still stand it, but this feeling of weakness made him fall into the boundless darkness.

Shen Chong's mind moved, and he immediately wanted to let out his thoughts and look at his whole body, but he was terrified to find that he could not feel the existence of the sea of knowledge, and his mind could not be released. The mysterious place of the Taoist opened up the sea of knowledge in his brain, which is the foundation of the practice. Now he can't feel the existence of the sea of knowledge. There is only one possibility. He The cultivation has been abolished.

This idea is like pouring down a basin of cold water, and my heart is cold.

The fist was clenched tightly, and the cold sweat on his body suddenly flowed down. His cultivation had been abolished. No wonder his father would let him go. Shen Chong said, and a feeling of frustration and despair came to his mind.

At this moment, all the negative emotions that Shen had been stamping for a long time were released. Anger, destruction, killing, despair, darkness, all kinds of thoughts filled his mind, and his eyes turned red, but the sense of weakness on his body made it difficult for him to move.

A beast-like howl resounded through the night sky and could not dissipate for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, Shen Chong's lips were dry and his voice was hoarse, but the blood-red color of his eyes still did not fade.

I don't know when the sky has brightened, and the morning sun shone down from the hole in the roof and fell on Shen Chong's body.

The spirit of heaven and earth is positive. This sunshine is warm and soft, but it does not feel dazzling in Shen Chong's eyes. Shen Chong's eyes met the ray of sunshine for a long time, and the blood-red color in his eyes began to gradually fade.

When the consciousness returned to Qingming, Shen Chong was shocked. Was the person who was roaring in the ** himself or the heart demon? When he broke through the second turn of the soul, although the heart demon was defeated, it did not dissipate. When his consciousness was the weakest, he almost took advantage of it.

If it weren't for that ray of sunshine, I'm afraid I wouldn't wake up so easily. But on the other hand, I'm also a little lucky. You should know that the road of monition, first of all, cultivate the mind is unstable, and the heart is full of demons. Sooner or later, you will fall into the devil's way. Like this time, if the whole body is not weak and weak, I'm afraid that you will kill and kill everything around you, and the madness of killing will accelerate the destruction of your Taoist heart, that is It's really a demon.

This time, it leads to the magic in the bottom of my heart and vents it out. For the mood, it is also a growth. As for the power, it is easy to meet.

Once the mood is calm, the effect of practice in the past will come out, and the temper will no longer be dry. A coolness spreads from the forehead, drowsiness comes, and Shen Chong has fallen asleep.